I like cookies

I made cookies yesterday. They are chocolate chip. They are very good. Especially with milk...milk. Does a body good...Ha anyways, I'm just hanging out here at my home, playing with the super high speed internet, wondering how long Rebecca's now ex boyfriend will still be here before she kicked him out...She's all saying "yeah, you can stay here until you find your own place. But I still expect to have every one of your pay checks every week that are only $400 because your ex-wife takes the other $400 because she sucks. But if you piss me off, you are so out sooner." I don't really know who I believe or side with, I guess I should just stay out of it and listen to both of them when they tell me stuff...Which seems to be the problem of my stress...As soon as one comes home, the first thing they do is vent. And that's fine, but then they slightly try to pull me in the situation...Then the first one will leave or go to work or take a nap and then the next one comes in and does the same exact thing. But as I said, I'm an innocent bystander. I'll just keep it that way and keep out of it.

Well, I have gotten word from my ginger marrie, and I am excited. Ginger, I am sorry I wrote that stupid blog, I was in a weird way...And slightly confused...But you should enlighten me on what's going on in old cali...oh, hey, by the way, you guys should go to santa cruz board walk...We went there and it was so much fun...Especially at sun set...And Tony says that it was the place where they filmed that movie "the lost boys" and stuff...And there were these shake things, I'm not sure what the heck they were, I didn't like them, but they had these little balls of what felt like jelly or something in the bottom and Tony's step-mom loved them...But I can't think of what they were called...Oh well.

so, everybody, how's it going? Probably a little bit better than me...

oh, yeah, I still have more news...See the picture up in the corner? WELL, that's going to be my next tattoo...I have one on my wrist, it's star out line with a symbol of friendship in the middle...Dude, ginger, you should totally come back and get a spiffy tattoo with me, it's so much fun! (You'd be surprised...) oh, yeah, ginger, imagine this, MY OWN MOTHER WANTS ME TO TAKE HER WHEN I GET MY NEXT TATTOO...SHE WANTS A TATTOO TOO! Isn't that hard to believe? She actually hasn't convinced my dad that yet, but she's working on it...I think it's funny. My mom wants a tattoo. Alright, I have written enough, Ginger, either email me or something, please...BYE BYE BYE